What kind of bad thoughts can the monitor have?

It is indeed getting colder and colder. While the autumn wind took away the last dead leaf on the branches, it also ushered in the first snowflake of this year.

After walking across the overpass, you can see the passers-by passing by in a hurry, or stop to take pictures.He breathed into his palm, looked at the purple traffic jam on the taxi app, and put the phone back into his pocket listlessly.

Tonight, he did piece together a complete story as he wished, but he didn't feel relieved about it.

Lu Xiulin's silence was the final answer. He regretted that he hadn't stopped the loss in time, thus conniving at this unlucky fate in the world of mortals.

Ji Zhun sniffed, and then pulled up the zipper of his jacket.The mind also completely cooled down based on the temperature below ten degrees.

After all, it was just an absurd dream, what to do when you wake up.After all, even people like Lu Xiulin have lost to the reality, they are only a few pounds, who knows what they will have to pay for this inexplicable throbbing in the future.

A couple just got out of the taxi, and Ji Zhun hurried forward.

The moment the warm air in the car hit his face, he suddenly felt very sleepy, and he just wanted to go home and sleep with his head covered.Then when I woke up, everything went back to the original place.Tan Jingyang is the class monitor, he is a transfer student, happened to be at the same table and then became friends.

So far.

The car stopped at an intersection near Ji Zhun's home, it wasn't a traffic jam or the driver's refusal to pick up the car.

Instead, Ji Zhun suddenly saw a familiar face around the corner.He was only wearing a gray singlet, and his whole body looked a little shy.Under the cold white street lamp, he kept rubbing his hands, exhaling white mist.

"Cheng Zui?" Ji Zhun called tentatively after paying the money and pushing open the car door.

When Cheng Zui looked up and saw Ji Zhun, his lips that were a little bit purple from the cold showed a shy arc.

Ji Zhun frowned and looked around: "Why are you here alone at this hour?"

"Wait for you." Cheng Zui grinned, "Xiao Le told me that your family lives nearby, and I will come in the afternoon."

Ji Zhun narrowed his eyes: "Wait for me?"

Cheng Zui nodded, and then pointed to a small cafe not far away: "I just asked, it's open until the early hours of the morning. Let's talk in another place."

Ji Zhun had been to that cafe before, and the owner was an Italian woman married from afar.He let out a sigh of relief, thinking that things are always in a hurry, and his plan to go home and sleep may be ruined.

But he still politely raised his chin to Cheng Zui and said, "Let's go, it's rare for you to come, I'll treat you. His hot chocolate is quite delicious."

At this time, a thin layer of crushed snow had already accumulated on the eaves.Following Ji Zhun's movement of pushing the door, something fell on his head.

The room was warm, and the air was filled with the aroma of butter and coffee.

The Italian woman obviously still had an impression of Ji Zhun, and greeted him warmly after seeing him enter the room.In her eyes, this Chinese boy was quite handsome, and he fully fit his definition of a handsome oriental guy.

"I want a cup of hazelnut hot chocolate." Ji Zhun pushed the drink list to Cheng Zui, "What do you want?"

"A glass of hot water is fine." Cheng Zui seemed a little embarrassed, licking his lips without looking at the drink list Ji Zhun handed him.

"Then hot lemon tea will be fine." Seeing Cheng Zui's restraint, Ji Zhun ordered a cup of hot drink for him that would be less annoying.

They found a corner seat and sat down, from where they could just see the snowflakes outside through the window.

At this time, there was no other person in the store except the two of them and the boss, and the Italian boss couldn't speak Chinese well, so it was very suitable for talking.

Ji Zhun licked his cheeks, but he didn't do it intentionally.It is undeniable that the other party is indeed a thoughtful person.

Steaming chocolate and lemon black tea were served on the table together.

Ji Zhun took the chocolate and sipped the cream floating on it, and asked after his body warmed up a bit:

"What happened to Tan Jingyang?"

Cheng Zui was taken aback for a moment, then Ji Zhun raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Otherwise, why did you wait for me all the time? Are you really looking for me for dinner?"

"Heh." Cheng Zui lowered his head and chuckled, and stirred the lemon tea with a spoon, "Brother Yang said you are smart, it is true."

Ji Zhun nodded and hummed, thinking that tonight there are one or two of these people, and they all like to judge themselves.

Cheng Zui warmed his hands with lemon tea, looked down at the lemon slices inside, and turned the cup with some unease with his fingers.

Finally, he looked up at Ji Zhun again, and said softly, "Ji Zhun, I'll just say it directly...Brother Yang, did he have a showdown with you?"

Ji Zhun paused with the hand holding the cup, and the chocolate inside shook violently a few times.

He did guess that Cheng Zui's visit to him was nothing more than about Tan Jingyang, but he didn't expect that the other party's questions were so top-notch.

"Cough." Ji Zhun covered his face with a cup to hide his embarrassment, and smiled.

Cheng Zui's hand holding the cup tightened slightly: "You responded to him too, right?"

"???" Ji Zhun looked puzzled.

respond?When did it happen?Why don't I know?

Cheng Zui took a sip of hot tea and smiled faintly:

"At first, I was worried that you wouldn't be able to accept this. After all, your parents and relatives are here, so you should have a lot of worries. It seems that I am overthinking."

Hearing this, Ji Zhun frowned.

"You said I responded to Tan Jingyang..." He raised his eyes and asked Cheng Zui, "Did Tan Jingyang tell you that?"

Cheng Zui nodded, then turned his head to look at Ji Zhun with some doubts, and asked tentatively, "Is there a misunderstanding?"

Ji Zhun avoided the other party's sight, lowered his head and took a sip of the hot chocolate, and stuck out his tongue to lick the cream on his lips.

This misunderstanding is not a misunderstanding, and it is really hard to say a word.

To say that he is really calm in his mind?That is absolutely impossible.But if he responded to Tan Jingyang, or inadvertently gave him some hints, then he really couldn't remember for a while.

While Ji Zhun was thinking about how to speak, Cheng Zui asked softly again:

"Jizhun, did you like men before?"

"No." Ji Zhun replied almost subconsciously.

"Is that so..." Cheng Zui picked up his cup and sipped some tea, a trace of worry flashed across his eyes.

He pursed his lips, and said in a warm voice: "...When I was very young, my family's conditions were not very good. My mother always steamed a kind of miscellaneous rice rolls in order to feed the family. The outside is rough noodles, and the middle There is a thin layer of sweet potato noodles, which is brown. When I saw other children eating chocolate, I always clamored for it. My mother lied to me and said that the sweet potato noodles in the flower rolls are chocolate, let me try it Sweet or not."

Cheng Zui smiled lowly: "I took the first bite, and said it wasn't sweet at all! My mother asked me to taste it carefully, and I had to taste it slowly. She also asked my father, is the flower roll sweet? Made of chocolate? My dad also said yes. I took another bite half-believingly. Guess what? I really felt a little sweet, and the more I ate the chocolate, the stronger the taste. So I look forward to it every day When I eat flower rolls, I meet people who say that the flower rolls in my house are made of chocolate... until one day, I ate real chocolate. I didn’t know that it actually tastes different from the flower rolls.”

"What exactly are you trying to say?" Ji Zhun frowned, staring at Cheng Zui.

Cheng Zui breathed a sigh of relief, and slightly hooked the corner of his lower lip:

"What I want to say is that if you have never tried it, then maybe your perception is not accurate now. The reason why you misunderstand this feeling is also because the other party has given you too many hints, making you Believe it to be true. To put it bluntly, it is an illusion."

"You mean me against Tan Jingyang?" Ji Zhun narrowed his eyes.

Cheng Zui was noncommittal, bowed his head and pursed his lips and said, "Brother Yang is responsible for this matter... Actually, I was quite surprised, why he became so restless when he came to you. But as his friend, I am worried It's going to kill him."

He was silent for a moment, and looked at Ji Zhun seriously: "I am very worried that one day, when you really taste the feeling of liking someone, especially when that person is a girl. Then suddenly you find that you have misunderstood the relationship between you and him What should Brother Yang do then?"

Cheng Zui's eyes flickered, "Brother Yang said that before you, he had never liked anyone else. You know that he is a person who always accepts death, and it will definitely cause great harm to him at that time, and it is very likely that he will die because of this." ruined him."

"Jizhun, you are different from him. You have the opportunity to get up again after falling down in every aspect, but he is not." Cheng Zui took a deep breath, revealing his sincerity in every word, "I am here today It's not that I want to persuade you to separate, but I hope that you can carefully understand how you feel towards him, and the pros and cons of being together." Cheng Sui paused, and then said with emphasis, "Especially towards him."

……

When the two came out of the cafe, the ground was completely white.

Winter came so unexpectedly, but Jizhun always felt that the thunder of summer was still playing yesterday.

Cheng Zui nodded at him, thanked him for the lemon tea, then turned and hurried towards the bus stop.

Watching the other party's back disappear into the snowy night, Ji Zhun took out the cigarette case and lit the last remaining cigarette inside. After only two puffs, he lost interest and extinguished it carelessly.

I always smoke indiscriminately when I have nothing to do on weekdays. When I am really bored, I don’t bother to exercise my lungs, which is too strenuous.

The phone vibrated in his pocket, and Ji Zhun thought it was Sister Jiao urging him to go home, but after digging it out, he found that it was actually from Tan Jingyang.

His eyes flickered as if being stabbed, and he clicked on the dialogue box with his frozen thumb.

[Tan Jingyang: Are you home yet? 】

[Tan Jingyang: I asked you about the late self-study old horse. I said that you are going to meet the teacher of an art test class. Be careful not to miss it tomorrow. 】

Ji Zhun sighed and smiled, it's a special art test.

[Ji Zhun: Thank you monitor, we will be home soon. 】

[Tan Jingyang: So what did you do? 】

[Jizhun: Didn't you say, go to the art test.dog head.jpg]

[Tan Jingyang: . 】

[Tan Jingyang: Forget it. 】

Holding the phone, Ji Zhun walked slowly towards home, leaving a row of shallow footprints behind him.

Tan Jingyang was still blindly avoiding it before, but now he started to take the initiative to contact his change of attitude, which made him really start to wonder if he really did something to give him that so-called response.

Ji Zhun's eyes were thoughtful, and when he thought about it, the last time they had close contact was at the hotel after drinking too much that day.

I also became more and more uncomfortable from that day on.

But what did he do?

The phone vibrated again, and Tan Jingyang sent a picture.

Click to enlarge, it is the roof of Huazi store.

No one usually goes up there, so the snow will accumulate thicker.Under the reflection of the street lamps, the white layer is glowing with glistening light.

It was on this rooftop that Tan Jingyang drew a painting for him, and that painting is still placed on the cabinet in an orderly manner.At that time, he was bitten badly by mosquitoes, and now that mosquito has probably frozen to death.

[Tan Jingyang: I brought Tan Le to Huazi's place to eat shabu-shabu, but Cheng Zui hasn't returned to class yet.They are still eating, I come up to smoke a cigarette. 】

【Ji Zhun: Well, don't freeze. 】

It was quiet over there.

[Tan Jingyang: Look up. 】

Ji Zhun was slightly taken aback, then obediently raised his head and looked up to the sky.

I saw a round of bright and bright moonlight hanging in the night sky, without a cloud around.

So clear and clear.

Ji Zhun's footsteps stopped suddenly, and he stood alone on the long street in the snowy night, which was silent and deserted.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath of cold air, and the knuckles grasping the mobile phone made a few "crack cluck" sounds:

[Ji Zhun: Tan Jingyang, this is not right. 】

After that, until Jizhun came home, took a shower, and went to bed, Tan Jingyang never sent a message.

……